Ah the beach. So peaceful, so quaint. It gives you time to be alone. That is, if you ignore the ten thousand other people clogging up the bike lane and your judgmental grandmother telling you how your hair looked so much prettier when my your hair was blonde. But no matter. It's nice to be here. I've been coming to this beach since before I was even thought up. Bike lanes are the main source of transportation here, but you know if you're going to a nice restaurant you'll drive. It's wonderful coming here when I'm older because I can go places by myself. Like today I rode my bike to the lighthouse and went up all by myself! It was great, and the breeze up there was a nice escape from the hot and sticky climate.
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